Ricky: "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Patel? Ravidam Patel? How am I going to make a living on these deadbeats? Where'd you get this from, the morgue?"
John: "Look, I'm--"
Ricky: "Come on! What's the point? What's the bleeping point in any case? I got to argue with you, I got to knock heads with the cops, I'm busting my balls to sell your dirt to deadbeats. Money in the mattress."